As to the sad story of the naugas, you are probably unaware that back in the 19th Century there were massive herds of naugas throughout the plains of North America. They were harmless and had no natural ememies since they tasted horribly to the Native Americans and animals. They were rather cute little fellows and their diet consisted of things not wanted by others, thus they were a threat to no one. Native Americans treated them like a white buffalo, something sacred and to be protected.
But, then the hunters came. It turned out a nauga's hide is very much like leather. Like the buffalo for their tongues, naugas were slaughtered by the millions merely for their hides. Furniture covered with their hides suddenly filled waiting rooms throughout the world. The nauga was hunted almost to extention. There are only a few left.
It takes approximately thirty naugas to make sufficient covering for one office chair. The hides are connected via high pressure heat and thus the resulting material becomes seamless. The bodies have no use and are thrown away.
I am internation president of the Save the Nauga Society. We accept no government funds. You may make a donation. Every little bit helps.
As to my post on the crew of the Mobius Triangle, there may have been a minor error or three, but the goal is to confuse the federales in assembling their database, actually a fairly easy task.
Meds? Naw. At my age, reality is merely a crutch.
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This is the day the Lord hath made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
We don't play that here. At least not yet. It's 66° now, and cloudy. We're on the Gulf side of this front, and the weather geeks are telling us to expect severe storms anytime from about 4 this afternoon on into tomorrow morning.
I'm waiting for my dad to call me back so we can do our picks, then I'll run out to grab a newspaper.
I just finished Charles Barkley's book ("I May Be Wrong, But I Doubt It"), and P21 has asked me to do a review on it, so I've got a bit of writing to do.
So it's off to the magic coffee maker and then off to the QuikTrip.
This is the day the Lord hath made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Best words I've heard all day...
Can I come up there to kill my next meal?